The best place to learn a language is the Pub

As I said yesterday. I was back in some sort of a routine. Same thing today. Coffee, school, break, a bit more school and back to the Hostel for Lunch.
But for the afternoon I decided to not go back to school... that's right, Mom...!!!
I had partied too much the last couple of days and couldn't get myself to go back to school for the afternoon class.
Instead I had a nice two hour nap.
Later on I was a good school boy again and did my homework adn continued to write on my blog for a while... This was actually quite relaxing.
I had enough drink the last couple of days, so I decided to avoid my friends in the hostel and their certain plan of going out for drinks and sneaked out to get a Pizza and a "Bebidas sin Alcohol".
That plan went very welseemedl for a while. I ordered my lemonade and pizza in Spanish, thanked the man who brought it very much and t of a chit chat with him. My very broken Spanish seemd to have attracted the interest of two locals at the table next to me.
So they asked me where I was from and what I was doing here, good that I had to answer the exact same questions in the afternoon lesson yesterday. So the conversation started and evolved and at some point I could no longer refuse their offers to buy me a beer any more and joined in.
The two guys were quite a bit ahead in terms of drinks but that made the conversation even more amusing.
My half an hour Pizza excursion ended up to be about 4 hours.
But as I have said many a times: Drinking with the locals is the best way to learn a language.